Thursday, March 10, 2005

Of Age and Youth (1994)

The games of time
Will pass in rhymes
Their silent crimes
Concealed in mimes.

In motions slow
They take their tow
On all the glow
Of men in woe.

For age is threat
To those who fret
And those upset
May soon regret

When youth has flown
And vigor gone
You'll greet the dawn
With age so known.

So while you're young
Be wise and strong
Don't take so long
With nonsense wrong.

Be gay, be light,
Be all that's bright
Conquer and fight
With all your might.

2 Comments:

Blogger Elline/Eine said...

That should be conquer not coquer. typo

5:39 PM  
Blogger Elline/Eine said...

crocodiles...and beasts

10:30 AM  

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